ORGASMIC syntactic auto eroticism
— It’s what poets do
WITHOUT HER TRIPTYCH
A LINGERING indecision laid bare…
and morning sighed with me beside
an internal debate flees — asylum
With turmoil between fret and fear
So I decide…
A narrow splinter jiggles in the mind
Like how someone treated me – a wreck;
Love, like us, a barren and somber alter
Without her triptych
And questions remain…
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THE UNIVERSAL LIBRARY
I dreamed a dream more real than reality
and found myself in a universal library
towers of shelves and gossamer in the air
The binding of a book stories above
caught my eye and I begged to see
a ball of light provided safe flight
Together we ascended the storied columns
ages untold past my path too many to know
and at last I was eye to eye with this book
I asked the light if this was the book
to know and read to know it all
She said to read one was to read them all
So I read from front to back and in between
the mysteries of the universe unraveled
and I knew the story of the One and All
With this knowledge I can make wrong right
and cast away the blight of all human ill
the light said no, you will not remember
Still, I begged, a morsel of truth be taken
to my world to better society and cure ill
the light said each path must work the till
I woke this night with a startle and saw
the Book from this vision and begged to see
but the pages were all blank before me
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STILETTO LOVE
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WHITE LINE – dance within my mind Grab your shoes – wear your pain The puzzle of love fits so nice |
Between Language and Thought
Why do we
struggle for words
When the feelings
are clearly present?
An incongruity
between language
and thought.
To recover I say
allow the moment
to express itself
in manifested emotion;
A laugh, tears, smile or kiss.
Some things are best left
simple!
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STEEL AND GRAY
When you took off your cloths…
my heart bloomed like flowers
Your eyes like petals unfolded
South whispers quaintly
to the violin in my heart
Crescendo cuts my veins
So we lay down
the last time
Legs entwined and heat
so searing
My smile a portal
to the pouring rain
Steel and gray
You never betray me
Steel and gray
Your rain burns through me
Oh aged scrapbook so yellow
frayed edges still cut deep
Acidic ink bleeds through me
And there you were – smiling
in the photo of us
by the bay
The grim reaper hid
beneath the waves
Still tragedy beneath
veneer beats
bicuspids grind —
my soul flatly
Canine waves pierced
my lover apart
Still a tragedy
after all these years
Barely dry blood
oh enormous feelings
I’m crying in the
rain of steel and gray
Steel and gray
You never betray me
Steel and gray
Your waves burns through me
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FORGET PROMISES
Feelings reeling
Nails tearing
Tears shedding
Chest heaving
You forget promises
Let kisses die – wind
I begin again
Such lost – no regain
I fly like butterfly
Nectaur sings to me
Sun play my color
Display love no other
Nature whores lovers
Bass beat me under
Earbuds love my canal
Skin so soft pillow cover
Wash me away in fantasy
Satin sheets cover
My secret love with you
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COGNITIVE DISSONANCE
Dazing confusion
mellow illusion
sensual disconnect
from all confusion
passionate pleas
for a divine release
yin-yang dispute —
balance flesh destroy
spirit repair
I walk between
stream and particle
you say yes – no
multitude confusion
pattern skips
cognitive dissonance
Animal power – persuades
light beacon – leads —
in the end we meet
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DIGITAL DISSONANCE
BROKEN video
Instagram friend
Twitter fiend
Bring to me
Flesh and bone
Tag this — fuck you
Like me — diss you
Scream forget you
Lick my like bitch
Plastic hopes
Drop the soap
Really now…
Don’t you know
Forget me now
Photo dope
Living shallow
Hello? Hello? Hello?
Hollow…hollow…Hello?
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